David: the time does fly
Nikki: really? I thought only pigs flew…
David: well
David: on Sundays with grapefruit.
Nikki: crazy.
Nikki: only Bananas work
David: but when it is playtime the tomatoes work
David: and the crayons do their harvest dance
Nikki: silly apples
David: pears are for kids!
Nikki: and then the hobos have a desk
David: sans any oranges, because they are at the beach.
Nikki: *nods*
David: Hanging with the purple cars and striped birds. Under the shade of a large brown shoe.
Nikki: Don’t forget to wash the imagination!!
David: And hang it out to dry, or it will get moldy!
Nikki: then crunchy.
David: and children will eat it and dream strange things.
Nikki: Stranger than they already dream?
David: It’s possible.
Nikki: Or impossible.